St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-11-09

mercy. But to-day this same multitude,
which has already undergone two
changes of heart, turns another somer-
Sault and lands upon its feet, waving its
hands in wild clamor for the execution
of these men, no more guilty than they
were yesterday, no more guilty yester-
day than they were the night of the 4th
of May, 1856. Well, what are these
various personalities doing? The gov
ernOr sits in his uneasy chair at Spring
field, and as l write the train is speed
ing on It's way with lawyers and mer-
chants and wives and children and
sympathizers, to besiege him tomorrow.
Thus far he has made no sign concern
ing his action, and this is Tuesday
night, after which there are but two
nights left, if the sentence of the law be
carried into effect. Fortunately the
governor need not take into consider
alton natural desire on the part of the
condemned men to know when they are
to die, in order that they may prepare
to meet their God, for in the literature
of their creed
No God Is Known,
and therefore communication with a
Deity is not anticipated. But for all
that it would seem as though common
humanity would have led the governor
at least week i'm advance to affix his
signature to the death warrants, that all
things, so far as the state is concerned,
might be done decently and in order.
But whatever might have been, he has
not yet done so, and he is reported to be
In most anxious frame of mind, hoping
against hope that there may be some
way shown by which he can mercifully
twist the course of Justice parallel to
its weaker sister, in this instance,
Mercy.
The Mayor of the City
Is naturally in state of siege. Every
body wants to see him, everybody has
an idea, everybody would like to make
suggestion as to guard and munitiOn,
but his honor thus far has main
tanned a very commendable degree of
head; has shown no fear has evaded no
responsibility and has met every crisis
with dignity and with magisterial coun-
tenance. That the sheriff should be like
bee in bonnet you can readily imag-
inc. 1t is bad enough to have to hang
one man, 1T is much worse to be COM
PEELED to hang seven, and it is rather
tantaliZing, and it is diStreSSful to be
kept upon the ragged edge of uncer-
tainty as to whether he is to hang any
at all or convey them one and all to
the penitentiary. He has made some
little incursion into the realm of prepar-
alton. He has overhauled two scaffolds,
examined the framewOrkS, put the
ropes in convenient hiding, indicated
to few men about town that he shall
desire their attendance as sheriff's
jury on the dread occasion if there is
any dread occasion, but finds himself
occupied many hours of the day in
lodging reporters, denying himself to
correspondents, slaming the door of
Stern Refusal
in the face of multitude of men who
are absolutely frantic On the subject of
an execution. The police-well the po-
lice are in trouble. They are fine,
stalwart body of men. Those whom 1
have seen and talked with are pecu-
liarly intelligent. They understand the
teachings of the anarchists. They were
compelled to listen to them many
time, and oft upon the lake front and in
the public halls of this great town, but
there came night when they were put
to test such as falls to the lot of very
few men, except in actual warfare, and
that was the evening of May 4, 1856. A
meeting of armed anarchists and agi-
tated labOrers was in progress. Turbu-
lence, enyenOmed OratOry and heated
passions were markedly apparent.
Spies and Parsons had just descended
from the wagon, where in CORY speeches
they had advocated the use of arms and
violence as the sole ways by which the
''wage slaves" could procure emancipa-
ton from their present bondage. But
four and twenty hours before, ,instigated
by similar oratory, the mob had assaulted
the non-union men at the Mccormick
Reaper Works, and in subsequent en-
counter with the police one of the num-
Der was killed and several wounded.
They were not in mood for interfer-
ence. Consequently when $50 from the
Desplaines street station marched into
the Haymarket square and Capt. Ward
ordered the meeting to disperse,
In the Name of the Law
it needed little more than Fielden's re-
mark, 'Here come the bloodhOundS;
you do your duty and I'll do 'mine," to
urge the malcontentS and anarchists to
open hOstilities. A bomb was thrown
and, falling between two columns of
policemen, moved them down like
cyclone. Not one of the front rank was
left standing. This was followed in
rapid succession by volley of fire.
arms and more policemen bit the dust.
Up to this time not shot had been
fired by the officers, not a club drawn.
They were appalled, by the suddenness
of the attack, and were on the verge of
disorder and flight when Capt. Bonfield
stepped into the breach and loudly
called ON his men to rally. What was
left of them responded, and grasping
their revOlverS they advanced steadily,
firing as they went. When their ammu-
milton gave out they drew their batons
and vigorously dubbed all within their
reach. In the face of such determined
bravery the cowardly ours who COM
possd the mob could not stand, and,
after halting for but an instant, they
turned and fled precipitately from the
scene of danger. One of their number
was left dead on the square, while eager
hands set to work in caring for the dying
and wounded. From every foot of
ground in the vicinity came means of
anguish. Here a policeman cried in